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Boulder They are travelling together, done so for ages, their movement unseen by those short on time. Moss hikes on their backs, like barnacles on a wale, surfacing for a moment in an endless field of grass. |
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Boulder They are travelling together, done so for ages, their movement unseen by those short on time. Moss hikes on their backs, like barnacles on a wale, surfacing for a moment in an endless field of grass. |